Revenge by Susan Horsnell

The
Glenmore Family come to the assistance of a young girl who has been beaten and
horse-whipped then left to die on the track leading to their ranch. She is
taken to their ranch to recover; the outlaws responsible for her beating keep
watch in the hopes they can recapture the girl and obtain the information they
are sure she has. The search for the outlaws becomes a matter of urgency when
murder, shootings, robbery and beatings affect the Glenmore Family. Rangers are
brought in and the assistance of local Indians is sought. A story about the
most tender love; as well as murder, greed and intrigue.

Teasers

Excerpt

George
and James dropped back to re-join their father and as they discussed ranch
business they kept their eyes on Laura up ahead. She had just crossed the tree
line and had disappeared from their sight. Joseph had just opened his mouth to
call her to stay in sight when they heard her blood curdling scream.

The three
men wasted no time spurring their horses into a gallop and headed in the
direction the scream had come from.

Laura had
dismounted and was on the ground next to a small bundle which rested half on
and half off the track. Tears flooded her cheeks and she was shaking
uncontrollably. When she spotted her father she jumped from the ground and
raced towards him. Joseph was off his horse in a flash and folded her into his
arms. While she buried her face in her father’s chest George and James
dismounted and moved to check the small bundle which they could now see was the
body of a young girl.

“Pa, you
better come fast!” called George.

Joseph
peeled Laura away from him and reached inside his pocket for a cloth to wipe
her tear stained face. Holding her hand he guided her to a nearby rock and
gently encouraged her to sit. He grabbed his canteen of water from his saddle
bag and handed it to her “Drink Laura. Don’t move darlin’ we’ll be right over
here” She gulped thirstily from the canteen while she continued to sob.

Joseph
approached his sons and couldn’t stifle the gasp which escaped him as he looked
at the ‘bundle’ for the first time. He could now see it was a young girl, about
the same age as Laura. Her clothing had been torn to the waist and across the
once creamy skin of her back were at least two dozen bloody welts.

Joseph
removed his hat and immediately began firing off instructions to his shocked
sons. “James, fetch blankets, water and as many clean cloths as you can find!
George, hobble the horses so they don’t wander. Keep an eye out for Ben with
the board so he doesn’t run over us”

The boys
answered in unison “Yes, Pa!” and raced off to complete their tasks.

As the
boys followed his orders Joseph assessed the young girl’s wounds further. I
will get the bastards who did this! he vowed to himself.

Just at
that moment, Ben, the youngest son, drove up with the buckboard and their
supplies. Seeing his family moving around ahead, his father attending to
something on the ground, he brought the horses to a stop.

“Ben! We have a badly injured girl. Clear a
space in the buckboard and lay some blankets so when we are ready we can take
her home to Ma!” called out James.

Ben
jumped down and began re-arranging the rear of the buckboard. “What’s happened
James?”

“Not sure
yet, we just came up on her. Pa and George are with her now”

Where’s
Laura?” asked Ben concerned for his sister.

“Just
over yonder on a rock. She’s very upset, was her that found the girl! After the
board is ready go sit with her, I need to get these supplies to Pa”

James
hurried back to where Joseph and George were waiting with the girl. “Ben’s
arrived Pa, he’s clearin’ a space in the buckboard and is going to calm Laura”

“Thanks
son. She is bad. Looks like she has a broken leg from the angle it’s at, a
broken arm and all them welts, cuts and bruises!” We need to patch her up as
best we can and get her to Ma”

“She’s
lost a lot of blood Pa” commented George “Will she make it?”

“I don’t
know son but we will do our best for her”

“Who
would do this?” asked an angry James to no-one in particular.

“I have
no idea” answered Joseph “but I intend to find out and get this little girl
some justice!”

“Buckboard’s
ready” shouted Ben

“Go find
four pieces of wood to splint an arm and a leg” called George “be as quick as
you can”

“On my
way” called Ben running into the trees.

Joseph
removed the lid from a canteen he’d been handed and poured water onto a cloth.
As gently as he could he began to clean the wounds and only then could they see
the extent of the damage from the vicious attack.

With her
back wounds cleaned up a little the three men gently lifted her onto a blanket
which was spread on the ground, turning her over as they did so.

They
inhaled deeply when they saw the girl’s face. Both of her eyes were swollen
shut. She had a large cut over one eye which would require stitches. Blood had
seeped into her raven black hair and congealed which left her hair in a sticky,
tangled mess. Her lip was split and her cheek badly bruised. Dirt and dust had
combined with blood from her wounds to form a muddy mess over much of her body.

George
quickly covered her with a spare blanket to protect her dignity but couldn’t
help noticing her perfectly formed breasts and slim waist which brought a
stirring to his loins.

Goddamn
it George! What’s wrong with you? You are looking at a woman’s breasts and
getting randy when you should be more concerned with her injuries! And you’re
s’posed to be courtin’ Marybeth!

Joseph
took clean cloths, doused them in water and proceeded to clean her face.

“Where do
you want these Pa?” asked Ben holding up four good sized sticks.

“I’ll take them. Thanks Ben” said James “Go sit with Laura”

Author Bio

I grew up
in the Western Suburbs of Sydney in the 50’s and 60’s and have always been a
fan of Cowboys, Indians and Outlaws.

During my
years as a nurse I would write down ideas and when I retired five years ago I
finally published my first book – The Glenmore’s: Revenge. This developed into
a four part series.

Since
then I have published a further eleven Western Romance books and one
contemporary. My westerns are set in Texas, USA during the 19th century and my
contemporary in Sydney, Australia.

When I am not writing I enjoy walking our dogs with my husband and
travelling.